Flee, flee, flee from this sky, harsh and unyielding, relentless cold. You, who shackle all in prison neither bending nor breaking to tears. You, the year's cruel, frozen tyrant, flee, flee, flee to wherever winter has its eternal throne over the frost. Come, come white, come vermilion, you are the marvel of the world. You, nemesis of all things dreary, give joy to the soul through your message of spring. You are the youth of the year and the beauty of the world. Come, come, come, graceful and gentle, spring of foreboding love. Harken Zephyrus who invites you, and the earth that marries the sky; may May come at its ray, come with your lap full of beautiful blossoms, come on the wings of little Zephyrs.
Caspar David Friedrich at The National Gallery, London
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